A crawling mass encases the most primordial treasure. The gauzy line dividing enthusiasm from violence is the difference between protecting and cannibalizing. We have nothing to protect, and it is so worthy of our service.

Take the dark road under the black and brilliant expanse. Keep an eye to the bright and burning jewels embedded in the blackness above.

As you travel this road you will have to loose mass. Shed your skin. Seek the water of life and bathe in it. Let the waters flow into your heart to sprout the wings which combine with your reptilian nature to birth a dragon. The way back into the world is down the same dark road.

As you travel it, take the expanse in with dragon eyes. Hold it loosely.

In the world, guard the treasure, but do not cling to it.. You are only holding it until death claims it again. If you were a servant of bad faith and devoured your keep, death will visit as devourer.

If you were pure of heart, the willing servant, death will be restorer.